350. Diego Brando's WORLD ~Loss~

DIO, Salvi, and Pucci sit together alone in the darkness at a table.

MABUS: "We are friends are we not?"

Cheapshot: "And our interests are the same."

Bill: "We collaborate."

MABUS: "And trust in fate to parcel out that bane."

Cheapshot: "There are ends we've all got that can justify the means."

Bill: "We negotiate!"

MABUS: "Then fabricate the facts behind the scenes!"

Cheapshot: "Keeping all the details vague and secrets hidden..."

Bill: "Safe on the balanced sheet of those you trust!"

MABUS: "Because history is a story told by the winners of the fight!You imply a little!"

Cheapshot: "Lie a little. Testifying!

Bill: "Try a little!"

All: "Messiah!"

MABUS: "Who's gonna question what goes on in the middle of the night? Not a YouTuber!"

Cheapshot: "Not a writer!"

Bill: "Not his father or Zeppeli!"

MABUS: "Or a jailor!So we all are agreed!Let's be vigilant and wise!"

Cheapshot: "We must all pretend our naive friend was caught in his own lies!For our plan to succeed we must share but one belief!Miguel Ibarra stays and ends his days!Inside Space Château d'If!

Bill: "Where the softest things he'll touch are space and darkness!Deep in the craggy isle and dungeon's keep!"

MABUS: "Because history's a story told by the men who make the laws!"

Cheapshot: "We supply a little lie!"

Bill: "To help the gullible to buy a little fable!"

MABUS: "What will become of the righteous men who fashioned Dantes' flaws?"

Cheapshot: "The rich!"

Bill: "And well respected!"

MABUS: "Are no more to be rejected at our table"

Tyrone: "I'll be the comfort in her time of grief and anguish!I'll be Zeppeli's ever-faithful acolyte!Every night!"

MABUS: "A little part of me wishes Ibarra didn't have to languish!"

Cheapshot: "But I can see!It's him or me!"

Bill: "Let him sit there and rot till he had forgotten!"

Tyrone: "Let him rot!"

All: "History's a story told by the people who survive!"

Tyrone: "Let me sign and then initial!"

MABUS: "It's the truth if it's officially the story!"

Cheapshot: "What if the cost is just one young man so three more can survive?"

Bill: "He's a price we have to pay!"

MABUS: "To live and fight another day for love and glory!"

Cheapshot: "He was standing in the way of precious justice set on the sail!"

Bill: "So goes the story!"

Cheapshot and Tyrone: "Stick to the story!"

All: "Here ends the story!"

Miguel's eyes go blank as his head swings on one of the spears.

"It's okay..."

Miguel wakes up, gasping, while the bus is moving.

"What's wrong!? An enemy Stand attack!?" asked Yurielle.

"No..." sighed Miguel. "I just had a nightmare..."

"Uh-huh..." said Yurielle.

"So..." said Shizuka. "We have to apparently hop between dimensions that have... What do you call it?"

"They're called-..." said Gabrielle.

"*sigh...*," said Miguel. "Why is it always the McGuffin!? Why!? Can't the writer be more creative!? The last story didn't even collect all the DISCs in accordance with the original story structure!"

"Anyway... It's a person. We need to find this person who once fought against Black Diamond," said Gabrielle.

"OH, COME ON!!!" asked Miguel. "CREATIVITY, PEOPLE!!!"

"Someone fought Black Diamond?" asked Shizuka.

"Who?" asked Yurielle.

"I don't know..." said Gabrielle. "Anne said that she was eavesdropping using Paisley Park that apparently, MABUS has a map to find this person. They were actually trying to kill this person. Because killing him would be yet another possibility to bring Bizarrmaggeddon. And it's the one with the highest chance for it to happen the soonest."

"What even is a Black Diamond?" sighed Irene. "Some kind of evil alien witch?"

"She is the younger twin sister of White Diamond by 3 seconds," said Josuke. "She is currently the goddess of the Dark Quartz Organization. If they were a cult, the Diamond would be the cult's quote-unquote, 'goddess.'She's the one puppeteering everything. She, along with Bill and the Boss, had been puppeteering everything."

"Why the heck do they want to kill this person?" asked Shizuka.

"Because this person surviving until the actual Bizarrmaggeddon brings out the five possibilities where we win," said Gabrielle.

*beep!!! beep!!!*

Gabrielle turns on the phone.

"Hello?" asked Narcos. "Yeah... we figured out the identity of the guy you're looking for."

"Uh-huh..." said Gabrielle. "Who is it?"

"Uh..." said Narcos. "Simoun JoJo. AKA, a variant of Earth-Origin's Jonathan Joestar. Your ancestor."

Gabrielle's eyes widen. "Ha?"

"Wait..." said Josuke. "You mean-...?"

"The Joestar in every one of our realities that started all of this," said Shizuka.

First Dimension... Diego Brando's World...

"We have to find a clue and scan it to figure out where this clue is... It's an object that has remnants of Simoun JoJo's quantum radiation," said Rick, now in the bus with them. "You have to find out where the clue is in this dimension..."

They all end up in a hot desert together.

"Welp. All of you leave," said Rick. "I could handle it from here."

"Okay... Thanks for the help, Uncle Rick," said Gabrielle.

Rick gives her a watch. She smiles and nods, thanking him.

The entire group walks out.

"Head south," said Rick. "That watch I gave you has everything you need. Compass, food replicator, water dispenser... And a set of armors and first aid. Just make sure to find the clue. It's in an abandoned palace that was formerly owned by this world's current leader."

"Thank you," said Gabrielle.

The group sets off.

"Except you..." said Rick.

Miguel scoffs. "What do you need me for?"

Rick sighs. He is unable to say anything.

Miguel scoffs. "Fine."

The door shuts.

"What was that about?" asked Gabrielle.

Irene sighs. "Who the hell cares? What matters is that we find this Simoun and save my family."

"Our family..." whispered Shizuka.

"Right..." said Irene. "Our family."

"Then... let's get started," said Gabrielle. "Everyone, follow me. We'd get there on foot. The watch says, '2,000 meters.' We'll get there in about 20 minutes."

They start walking in the desert.

Meanwhile...

"Well?" asked Miguel. "Why'd you ask me to stay, Rick?"

Rick clenches his jaw.

"What's wrong? God's got your tongue?"

"I want... you... to help... me..."

"Haha! Why didn't you say so? You need my divine magic?"

"*sigh...* Simoun JoJo... Do you know his identity?"

"No," smiled Miguel.

"I thought you knew everything!"

"I'm not God. I'm not Jesus. I'm a person. I was born as his reincarnation. I don't know everything like Jesus did because I'm just a person who has access to his abilities."

"Isn't his ability Omnipotence?"

"I don't have all of his abilities, Rick. I'm not considered worthy, after all."

"Fuck... Fine! Then go with your little party, then!"

"Nah... My gut is telling me to sit this one out."

"Shit..." Rick takes out a screwdriver and works on a gadget.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm installing a portal gun in each of the buses."

Miguel crosses his arms. "Y'know..."

"Don't try to speak with me."

"What!? Why!?"

"Because I don't like you."

"Still!? Jesus Christ, man! WHY!?"

"Because you're exactly like your father."

"I am nothing like Joseph."

"I mean everybody's father."

"Oh! Well... No!"

"Really? You aren't a cold, cunning, ruthless, proud, and vexed being who is angered by everything mortals have ever done against them? You haven't wished to punish them severely? You haven't been jealous by the people who do get praised while you're just forgotten by everyone else? A fucking nobody? You haven't ordered anyone to kill for your liking?"

Miguel is unimpressed.

"Stop giving me that fucking look!" Rick points a blaster on Miguel's face.

"You're honestly pathetic, really," said Miguel. "You say it is no good or bad and you're just one of the survivors... But you've met the Devil... danced with him in the pale moonlight... but deny his opposite: God...At least my friend Ryle didn't believe in God because it was out of immense hatred for him. You don't because you're afraid that when you admit that God is real... You'll be held accountable for everything you've ever done.You've joined us because you think that you could pay for your sins... You have little time left, old man.You're afraid that you will have to admit that what you did was wrong."

"You've sinned as well!"

"And I've accepted my punishment... I hate it, yes... In fact, I abhor it... But I think that this suits me... Like the perfect glove for my hand... Actions have consequences, Rick... And I know that you feared Miguel JoJo because you fear me..."

"Fuck off..."

"Pathetic... You're bored... with life... Why? Because you've seen everything?"

"I'm a scientist. My literal job is to see everything."

"Yeah... but you're a mortal. You'll just either be humbled, get mad, or hate existence itself. You also liked JoJo because he wasn't totalitarian... But you dislike the anarchists because they are purely nihilistic. You aren't. You are between worlds of faithlessness and faith. You're standing on a line while carrying weights, trying not to fall." Miguel uses telepathy."You're also afraid that when God is real, you're wrong. Rick doesn't like being wrong, huh?"

"Get the fuck out of my head."

Miguel eats a sandwich he made.

"Why is a man who hates everything telling another man who hates everything to not hate everything? That's like a blind man trying to lead another blind man."

"Well, that's the thing, Rick. You still have people to love, and so do I. But unlike me, you still have people who actually love you. I could sense it. So, it's more like a blind man telling a man who is about to blind himself to not blind himself."

"Because even though I despise you, your job is to love me?"

"Rick... I'm physically incapable of fully hating anyone..."

"That sounds like hell."

"Oh, it totally is, man..."

Meanwhile...

"And then!" laughed the man as he speaks with his friends. "That fucking Jew just started yelling at me! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

The Agents of Chaos are sitting at another table.

MABUS is annoyed by these fellow anarchists.

"Oy," said DIO, as he sees that MABUS stands up. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"These people are being rather rude..." said MABUS. "I just wish to politely tell them off."

"These are our fellow men," said DIO.

"Lord DIO," said Pucci. "I think we should let him be."

"You do, now?" asked DIO.

"If Pucci says so," said Salvi. "I think he should."

"Fine..." said DIO. "Go on."

MABUS, still wearing his armor, walks up to the Neo-Nazis.

"Hey! It's the fucking Fl*p!" laughed one man.

He approaches them as they gulped and stayed silent.

MABUS clenches his fists. He weakens them. "Please be more respectful. This place is a workplace. You're being rude. You see Jerry over there?"

He points to an anarchist, Jerry.

"He's a Jew," said MABUS. "He may not believe in God, but he's biologically one. So, I beg, please be more respectful." MABUS bows politely as he walks away.

"Hey! Brown boy!" laughed one. "Where do you think you're going? To Banana Town!?"

The men laugh.

"Get it!? He's from the tropics! Fuckin' Monkey!?"

MABUS begins laughing with them. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Feeling awkward and scared, they got quieter.

MABUS then turns around and sits with them. "That sure is fucking funny, huh? Laughing at people different from you! That's so... FUCKING funny! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WOW!!! HAHA!!! IT'S AS IF YOU FUCKING DOMINATE MOTHERFUCKING EARTH!!!THE WORLD!!!"

The World emerges as they all stand up out of fear, with their Stand-Detectors acting up.

"Yeah! Yeah! That sure is fucking funny! Do you know what else is funny? A bunch of nobodies who think they are more supreme than the entire fucking world! But when they come against me, the Messiah, they are reminded what fucking BITCHES they are! That the Chosen One is a Filipino! Not a fucking white person! Isn't that funny!Did you know that the Israelites were the ones that your FUCKING RELIGION came from? Did you even know that Christ was a Jew? And here you are acting like big shots that NO ONE FUCKING CARES ABOUT!!! And what would your religion be like if there weren't any Jews? Probably you'll believe in a fucking ball of fire in space that shines on me while I'm having sex with your mothers."

One man leans forward. "Who the fuck are you supposed to be...?"

MABUS' The World grabs that man. 

MABUS chuckles psychotically. "May you repeat that? I didn't quite get that."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he squirmed.

"Have ya ever heard of the game Golf? HERE'S WHAT I FUCKING CALL A HOLE-IN-FRIGGIN'-ONE!!! 5-POINTER, MOTHERFUCKER!!!"

"MABUS!!!" yelled DIO. "That's enough. There is no point in killing our servants if there is no purpose to it other than your irrational rage.Put him down, MABUS."

MABUS breathes heavily. He bounces his left leg like Miguel does and puts the man down. "Try anything again and I'll kill you," he whispered in his ear. "As for all of you? Goooooooooooooooooo... FUCK YOURSELVES!!!" He does a little dance as he walks back to the group.

"What was that about?" asked DIO.

"People shouldn't be laughed at for being different," said MABUS. "Also, another reason."

"No..." said DIO. "Didn't Jerry lose his mother recently?"

"Well..." said MABUS. "I also have other reasons... Well, in the end, I guess those are the two main reasons why I defended the poor guy."

"I get it... Motherly love is a treasure," said DIO.

"I agree," said Salvi.

Pucci nods.

Kira nods.

"I understand," said Diavolo.

Meanwhile...

Gabrielle sighs. "Josuke?" asked Gabrielle. "Why are you nibbling on that liver?"

"Because I'm an Aswang, Gabrielle. And so are you!" yelled Josuke.

"No... I'm on a diet and you're making my stomach growl..."

"You guys are weird," said Yurielle.

"No... all three of you are weird," said Irene. "I can use Stone Free to sense the organism's bodily electricity nearby."

"No need," said Gabrielle. "Because we have the compass..."

"Well... I can sense it automatically anyway..." replied Irene.

Shizuka looks at the far south. "Is that a British castle?" she asked.

"How'd you know?" asked Josuke.

"It has a torn-up British flag," said Shizuka.

"You could see that from here!?"

"Yeah... My Stand gives me good vision. I could enhance and see things that are pretty far. I can't see atoms just like Superman can, but I can see enough."

"Strange..." said Irene. "There aren't any deserts in the United Kingdom."

"There is," said Josuke. "The pebbly ground? The barren land? Animals everywhere right now? I could smell their blood..." Josuke snickers. "It's the Dungeness Desert.We're close to the beach, by the way."

A crab crawls on the ground walking past them as it burrows into the sand.

"How's Kuya Finn, by the way?" smiled Gabrielle. "And the other boys?"

"Ah... Well... As you know, we've started working together again... We're good..." smiled Josuke. "I get it why you're asking about Finn first."

"Ha?" asked Gabrielle.

"I mean... counting your huge crush on him," said Josuke, as he eats some liver chips from his pocket.

Gabrielle stares at Josuke, dumbfounded. "HA!? WH-WH-WH-WH-WHOA!!! I have a boyfriend! That is absurd! I didn't like him! Scum! Liar! Wherever you heard that it's fake news!"

"I feel bad for Narcos," sighed Yurielle.

"HA!? I love Narcos! Not Finn!" yelled Gabrielle.

"What is it with you and dumb and clueless guys? Tooru... Barry... Narcos... That crush with Finn..." asked Josuke. "Honestly... Sounds like Ms. Kuta, but they're guys."

Suddenly, Gabrielle's eyes dilate as she has a sudden horrid realization. "Ah... I see... You're saying I used to date guys like my mother..."

"Wh-Wh-Whoa! I didn't mean anything by that!" yelled Josuke.

Irene gives Josuke a depressed look, exactly the same face Gabrielle is giving.

"Hey! Don't give me that look, either!" yelled Josuke.

 Shizuka snickers softly. 

"What's so funny?" asked Irene.

"I enjoyed your pain," snickered Shizuka.

"Wait... we're here," said Gabrielle.

They all stand before the castle.

"Strange..." said Gabrielle. "It didn't feel like 20 minutes..."

"Anime logic," said Josuke. "Anyway. Yuri?"

"Huh... I can hear nothing..." said Yurielle. "I can't sense anything from inside."

"Your nickname sounds like the Japanese genre about Girl's Love," laughed Shizuka.

"I am well aware. I'm a Filipino. Because of your country colonizing us, many of us became degenerates," said Yurielle.

"Yep," said Gabrielle.

"Shame on all of you," said Josuke.

"You're one, too," said Gabrielle.

"You couldn't leave any prisoners, could you? You just had to slaughter all of us," said Josuke.

"Well..." said Irene. "I think we should go in!"

"Yeah. You first," said Josuke.

Irene rolls her eyes and enters.

"What's embarrassing is that you're the oldest one here," said Gabrielle. "Her death is your responsibility-..."

"Screw off!" sighed Josuke, as he catches up to her.

The others follow.

They enter an empty castle filled with Raptor statues.

Yurielle smells the air. Gabrielle does so as well. So does Josuke.

"What?" asked Shizuka.

"Do you guys get a whiff of Dinosaur Fossils?" asked Yurielle.

"Yeah..." said Josuke. "That's kinda weird."

Gabrielle smells the air. "Yep... Dinosaur fossils... feces... bird feathers..." Gabrielle sneezes. "Achu!"

"Ha! That's cute..." laughed Josuke

"You're allergic to feathers!?" asked Yurielle.

"No... These feathers smell different... Achu!" yelled Gabrielle. "Achu! Achu! Achu!"

Irene picks something up. "Some of the statues have electrical signals emanating from their bodies..."

"That doesn't make any-..." Yurielle's eyes widen. "A week ago... during Steel Ball Run... Third week of March... We fought a lady who could turn people into dinosaurs!"

Gabrielle brings out Stone Free. She wraps the strings around their necks and prepares to snap them off.

"Gabrielle! Wait!" yelled Irene. "Don't... move..."

"What...?" gulped Gabrielle.

"The electric signals in their bodies are getting sharper..." said Irene. "They're getting territorial..."

Josuke Erstewoges.

Irene sighs. "Josuke... Did you just Erstewoge? I can't tell... because I'm a Human. But did you?"

Josuke nods.

*tik tik tik tik tik tik tik tik tik...* 

His wings softly ticked.

"The moment you twitched, which I'm assuming was really a woge, they got triggered and their electric signals spiked and are spiking as we speak. Woge back... slowly..."

Josuke slowly woges back into a Human.

"They've weakened..." said Irene. "Okay... Good... Let's just walk softly away from here..."

Meanwhile...

Miguel eats a sandwich. "So... what do you need me for? Or are you just jerking me off?"

"I need your help..." said Rick.

"With what?"

"DON'T BULLSHIT ME!!! YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!?"

"What!? Oh...! Yeah, I can't do that."

"Yes, you can!"

"Rick... there are rules to this..." said Miguel. "You can't just bring anyone back... I'm sorry, Rick... I can't bring back your wife and daughter..."

Rick grabs Miguel and begins to strangle him. "You brought yourself back..." he clenched his jaw. He begins to tear up.

"Yeah..." he tried not to choke. "I did... but that's beyond my control..."

"You're God! You're supposed to control nature! Physics itself! You bend everything according to your will!"

"For the last time... I am not God... I'm just a guy given a title to help people... No different from Abraham or Moses... I've been chosen... but I'm not the true Messiah. I'm just a person who helps people."

"Then help my family..."

"You already have a family... You do realize that your family's deaths are an Absolute Death... If the souls don't wish to return-..."

"Why won't they!?"

"I don't want to tell you..."

"WHY!?"

Miguel sighs. "Because they don't want to be with you... If you want me to be truly, truly honest... You're a piece of shit, Rick... I can't deny it... I really can't... Infinite Omniverses and in every Finite Curve you create... you're the Ultimate Piece of Shit...You don't think they saw you slaughter women and children? You don't think that they saw you commit all those atrocities because your little husband, Bird Person, didn't reciprocate your friendship? Possible even love?"

Rick growls and strangles Miguel harder.

"You keep telling yourself you're a piece of shit... but when I tell you what you are... You are just so absolutely pissed... It's as if your father is calling you out for all the shit you've done... Rick...And worst of all -..."

Rick chokes him harder.

"You... were the one... who... brought back... Those six idiots..."

Rick's eyes widen.

"Yeah..." Miguel snickers. "That's right... You brought them back because you were going to bribe me into bringing them back... Some point in the last week of April... Sadly... the timeline changed because I saw through your bullshit... Almost immediately, even... Heheh...You're fucking selfish and disgusting. Why does the fandom like you, I wonder? You say that I'm no different than my father... Look who's talking... But at least God has integrity... You... You're just as awful as any mortal... You're... beneath... me..."

Rick tries to stab Miguel with a gadget doohickey but Miguel creates an energy construct shield that blocks it.

"You're going to kill me with a Godkiller? Really? I won't die from that, you know?"

"Worth the shot..."

"If the ends don't justify the means... Believe me... It's never worth the Goddamned shot..."

Rick lets go of Miguel as he drops to the ground.

"You do love people, Rick..." said Miguel. "And people do love you... Beth... Morty... Summer... Jerry, probably... Cherish that... I don't trust my own family... neither do I trust this team. But you have something I don't... And that's called loyalty..."

Miguel tosses the Blaster to Rick's hand. It's labeled, "God-Killer Blaster."

"Go on... Give me your best shot..." sneered Miguel.

*PEW!!!*

*SPLAT!!!*

Miguel is vaporized into dust and water.

Suddenly, a portal opens behind Rick.

"What a waste!" laughed Miguel. He offers Rick a Panda-themed Strawberry Snack. "Do you want some Hello Panda? Look! They're all doin' little cardio exercises and stuff!Defeats the purpose, but I think it's ironically genius because of personal biases."

Rick stares at the snack. "Fuck it." Rick grabs a biscuit and bites into it. "Damn!"

"Yeah haha!" laughed Miguel. "Ask McDonald's to produce that shit!"

Rick then sighs. "Here..." he shows a bong.

"Whoa..." Miguel backs away.

"It's fine, Ibarra... Marijuana's been legal for ten years here in Maharlica. It's fine!"

"Yeah! But it has to be prescribed by a Marijuana Doctor!"

"No... it's prescribed by any Doctor that has access to a certain permit. I have all known PhDs. So, it's fine."

"Rick..." sighed Miguel. "This is inappropriate."

"You have severe c-PTSD, right?" asked Rick.

Miguel's expression softens. "Huh... Well, alright, then."

Meanwhile...

Gabrielle takes out Stone Free.

"Wrry..." said Stone Free.

Gabrielle creates spinning Spin-imbued clackers made of her string.

"What's wrong!?" asked Irene.

Irene's strings begin zapping with electricity.

"Interesting..." said a man, walking toward them.

"DIO!?" asked Gabrielle.

"That's the old name I went by," said the man. "I, Diego Brando, rule this world. What do you want, strange visitors?"

"We're here to search for a clue our radar states is in this castle of yours..." said Irene.

"Okay..." said Diego. "You may enter..."

"Really? You won't kill any of us?" asked Shizuka.

"I'm not feeling up to it... Just continue..." said Diego. Diego walks away.

They follow him and enter a library.

"Oof..." said Josuke. "And how do you think are we going to find the right one?"

"If Miguel was only here..." sighed Gabrielle.

"Found it," said Irene. "The book has a different electrical signal. It's about the size of a really small notebook. Its atoms are all jazzed up."

Irene takes out her string and pulls it back in her hand, now having a notebook in her hand.

Shizuka reads it. "Loneliness in the Multiverse."

Diego observes Shizuka.

Meanwhile...

"So..." said a High Rick. "What happened with your mother?"

Miguel, who looked fine, turns to Rick.

"Yeah... That's right... I could tell," snickered Rick.

"She died last week. Cancer."

"That's how you knew you couldn't bring anyone back that you choose to, huh?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

"It was last week after the speech..."

"Pour me a drink and clear my schedule.I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.These 40 minutes are essential.I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.I call, she answers and her hair is wet (her hair is wet).I say, "Did you just shower?"She says, "How'd you guess?"I say, "Your hair is wet."She says, "Oh yeah."I tell my boys I need some space, yeah.I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.She'll hold her iPhone 5 no further than 6 inches from her face.Yeah, I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.She says, "Oh, look who's here, Say hi to dad" (hi to dad).He says, "How-ya-doing, bud?" I say, "I'm not so bad."And that's the deepest talk we've ever had.Watching as she looks for her glasses.I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.She'll tell me all about the season six finale of The Blacklist.I'ma FaceTime with my mom tonight.My mother's covering her camera with her thumb.I'll waste my time FaceTiming with my mom.My mother's covering her camera with her thumb.I'll waste my time FaceTiming with my mom.My mother's covering her camera with her thumb.I'll waste my time FaceTiming with my mom.My mother's covering her camera with her thumb.I'll waste my time FaceTiming with my mom."

"But when I face-timed my Mom that night during her chemotherapy today... She told me some awful news..."

"So... I went to her that evening..."

Miguel approaches his mother, who is bed-ridden, bald, and frail. "Hey, Mom."

Miguel, saddened, hugs her, and she hugs him back.

"I'm dying... Miguel," said his mother.

"That I heard," said Miguel. "But it'll be fine... Because I could take away your illness. I have the power to do so. Now... close your eyes."

"No. I don't want to."

Miguel's eyes widen. "You must be joking... I have the power to take away your disease."

"I don't want you to."

Miguel senses that he cannot change her mind. The timeline is locked into this moment. "C'mon... Mom... This isn't fair, y'know?"

"I know... I was never fair to you... Neither was I a good mother. I think I should die."

Miguel smiles.

"You're going to be charming and try to persuade me. No, Miguel. I want to die."

"Then... I'll do this..."

Miguel kneels and bows before his mother. He begs her. "Don't do this... Please..."

"You're embarrassing yourself-..."

"Stop that... I can heal you. You have so much to live for!"

"No, I don't."

"I'll give you another chance! Please! I swear I won't be mad at you anymore!"

"You already aren't mad at me anymore... And I've used up all my chances..."

Miguel shakes the whole world. "Don't you die on me!"

Maria stares at her son unfazed. "Do you want to hurt me, Miguel?"

"No..." said Miguel, as the world stops shaking. "You said you had six months to live! I made it longer! Your life! I could bring you back, right? Right?"

"Miguel..."

"It usually feels like I'm drowning, Mom... But now, I feel like God's choking me. You're choking me."

"You're breaking the fourth commandment..."

"I'm not! If I let you die, I'd be breaking the fifth commandment!"

"But you didn't intentionally kill me, huh? Neither did you act upon it. You have to accept that you don't have power, Miguel. God is a force to be reckoned with... And if I go... I go..."

"I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO!!!" he roared. "I'LL BRING YOU BACK!!! I CAN DO THAT!!!"

"Then, you lied. You do love me..."

"Of course..." his voice broke. "It hurts..."

"Yeah. I know. Accept that you're a human being, Miguel. Spiritually, you are so much more. And for that, I believe in you."

"Then why am I not happy?"

"Because I'm your Mama... and I'm going away forever..."

Miguel hugs his mother. "This isn't fair... This is not fair... Please... please, please, please... Please...Oh my God... Please... I'm scared... Don't go, please... Please, God... Give me the power to bring her back... Please..." Miguel is weeping hard. He begins whispering every Latin prayer, but the tattoos refrain from glowing.

"This is beautiful..."

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is! My baby's a human being... More human than you are God."

"If I'm God I could do anything."

"No... God can't do anything... Because God has the greatest responsibility of all... And that's to love."

"I don't want you to go, Mama... What do I do, then?"

"Love me... for my last few hours..."

"I'll kill them all, Mama... Every last one of them."

"No, you won't... Because you're a good boy... And for that, I love you."

"I love you, too..." he sobbed. "Mama... Please... In Heaven... For the few years... Watch over me... Us..."

"I will... I don't think I'll go there, however."

"You will. I'll make them..."

"No... it's okay if I'd suffer."

"No... I know that you will be okay... I know..."

"It's okay... There, there..."

"I don't know what to do..."

"You grieve. You cry, honey... You hate the world... We hate God... then we move on and love the world and God again... Then we grow... and remember the ones you've lost. The universe is an animal that grazes on us for a reason, Miguel. It's horrifying... But the fact that we all care... means it matters."

Miguel cries and wails. "God... why? God...! You're going to be okay... You're going to be okay... You're okay... You're okay...I believe in one God, the Father almighty, maker of heaven and earth, of all things visible and invisible. I believe-..."

"A few hours later... she flatlined. I was the only one she asked to come and the only one she told."

Miguel sits down on the steps of the stairs.

So...

Hey... hey Miguel? I understand-...

"Fuck off. You don't get it. You would never get it. You're just a writer. No one cares about you. A nobody that documents us as if we're animals."

I pause as he stares at his reflection on a puddle.

I lost my Grandma.

Miguel listens.

In our world, it's the year 2022. Around more than a year ago, my Grandmother died. I was mad at her because of what I thought was how she treated me, but she did in fact love me. I gave a reaction that at the time I believed was bizarre, which was that I grieved for her. I denied it. I got angry. I bargained and begged God to bring her back. I became sad... But I accepted it. But every time I remembered her, I cried. Because I had to accept that I'm not the strongest. That I'm just a person in my world that has no control over nature or others. That I lost someone special to me.

"So... God is evil."

I sigh. There's a book. One in the Bible. The Book of Job. It's about a guy who had lots of family, land, and material goods. And all of that was taken away from him. This was when Lucifer Morningstar made a deal with God, saying that Job only loved God for what he was given. He was fine at first but lashed out later. He asked his friends about him and they said that it was all his fault. He denied doing anything. Then, he asked God. Who are you to try to question God's choice? That's what I first learned.But then, I asked my Grandfather once, the one who lost his wife, about the Book of Job and what was the lesson while he was... cutting potatoes.Then he replied, "Shit happens, kid." Then he continued cutting the potatoes and going about his life, still having faith in God.So... We don't blame God, the Universe, your God, or the Flying Spaghetti Monster that you believe in, for constantly changing. Because that is reality. Something that you are meant to protect. And something that I am meant to write about in the form of stupid mundane stories.

Miguel nods.

So... cry. You can cry...

Miguel breaks down in tears once more.

So do I, writing this. I cry with him even though he isn't a real person in my world. But he's real in this world. And I allow myself to cry with him.

Now...

"Maybe it is beautiful," said Rick.

"Huh?" asked Miguel.

"It was beautiful... because you cared," said Rick. "Because you did love someone. And someone did love you, even though it was the very end. And losing them showed that you're human."

"Holy shit, are you crying!?" asked Miguel.

"Fuck off..." said Rick.

"Oh... my God!" yelled Miguel. "Where's my phone! I gotta show this to Morty!"

"Fuck off!"

"This is so uncharacteristic!"

(theme begins)

Meanwhile...

Diego stood while watching the bay window as the others (except Shizuka) read the notebook.

Shizuka approaches Diego. "You didn't want to destroy the world, huh?"

Diego sighs. "Sometimes your dreams are mountain peaks you could topple over any time."

"You lost your humanity."

"Yes. I thought... I rejected it... I just ended up losing it. I ended up not caring and losing the ability to love. I did love my mother."

"Your father?"

"He hated me."

"So does mine."

"Did he hit you?"

"No."

"Did he hurt you with intention?"

"No."

"Your father didn't hate you."

"O-Okay?"

The pair stays silent.

"Cherish them, Shizuka."

"Huh?"

"Cherish your family before they're gone... Because in the end, they're all you have."

Shizuka turns to Irene, sighs, and nods.

Meanwhile...

"So..." said Miguel. "How do you cope with all this?"

"Me? I have a cool toilet where I get away from everything. But... Now, it's just a reminder that I'm a piece of shit."

Miguel huffs some more. "I know how that feels..."

"How so?"

In the time room, Prismo warps out a broom and magically makes it sweep away Miguel's dead body...

"Honestly... He should pick up after himself..." sighed Prismo.

The dead body falls into a space of darkness with no gravity. Several bodies have been revealed to have lacerations on their wrists and they looked like they've bled out. They also have ropes around their necks. Some are in bathtubs with toasters inside. Some look like they had heads that have severe fractures.

A video is shown in Prismo's wall where Miguel stabs himself in the eye, where he electrocutes himself in the bathtub, cuts himself, warps a rope to hang himself, bashes his head in the wall while crying hysterically over and over again, etc. In the video, he is desperately trying to die while crying and screaming. At one point, when the pile of bodies had filled up his room, he kneels down and cries, praying to God and begging God for his existence to end. He hits his face over and over again and howls.

Prismo sighs. "I wish you luck, man..."

"I DON'T WANT TO BE GOD!!! I WANT TO BE-!!! I WANT TO BE-!!! I WANT TO BE-!!!" he howled.

Now...

Miguel, tearing up again, grabs his knees, feeling insecure. "I did things..."

"So did I, Ibarra. So did I. Cheers to that."

"Yeah..." said Miguel, sniffing. "This may not actually affect my body... But... cheers to that."

Rick pets Miguel's head and shushes him, proceeding to kiss his forehead.

"You're so weird..." whimpered Miguel. 

"And you're a whackjob, Ibarra. You're a whackjob... *BURP!!!*" said Rick. "Wubba Lubba Dub Dub!"

"Wubba Lubba Dub Dub... (I am in great pain, please help me...)"Miguel breaks down in tears as Rick sighs and continues huffing the cannabis.

Miguel sobs with a broken voice, unable to breathe between whimpers. "I want to be human..."

(theme ends)

In Memory of my Lola...